I don't really believe so. Essentially, Christianity is what we call a "slave morality"; as opposed to the "master morality" that their pagan Roman overlords held at the time. For the Romans, "good" was what made you feel good. Eating good food, having good sex, making lots of money, and killing lots of people in battle for glory. But these things, to the Christians, are sins. Slave morality is belief that the things their masters did are wrong, and that living like a slave is right; things like wearing plain clothes, eating only enough to keep you alive, not committing acts of lust (the poor at that time were universally dirty, diseased, and unattractive; beauty was a luxury afforded to the wealthy) are seen as good. This was almost an act of rebellion at first, but the thing is, a group of people who believe that the greatest good is to essentially live like a slave in a physical and emotional sense make a really good workforce for the elite. Christian serfs don't rebel when you treat them like ****, they believe hard work is a virtue, they never try to steal your money or your daughters, at least in theory. So the Romans made the official religion Christianity, and everyone with money only practiced it in name, and Christian Europe went on to advance far beyond the rest of the world and become the controlling imperial force, all on the backs of peasants who believed in a moral system that made being a slave the highest virtue.

tl;dr Even the morals of Christianity are pretty messed up in my opinion, following them to the letter is essentially asking to be subjugated by other people and I don't believe one can live a fulfilled life by constantly denying oneself.

Ali-baba and the 40 thieves was not a sequel to Aladdin, it was another of the stories Scheherazade told the sultan in 1,001 Arabian Nights.

Scheherazade was the bride of a sultan who was famous for killing his wives after he had his way with them, because his first wife had been unfaithful, and he assumed all women were incapable of being faithful. He did this so many times that there were no virgins left in. The vizier had a daughter, Scheherazade, who volunteered to marry the sultan. On their wedding night, instead of launching into the typical wedding night festivities, Scheherazade asked the sultan if she could tell him a story. The sultan agreed, so she began. At the end of the night, the tale was not finished, so the sultan spared her life so she could continue the following night. Every night Sherazade would finish the tale from the night before, and begin a new one, always leaving the night's tale unfinished. And so for 1,001 nights she kept her life.